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"But this couple is different. Both the man and the woman are strong professionals. In the beginning, they could encourage and tolerate each other in the difficult life, but now that their life is relatively stable, many problems have been exposed... The man can't tolerate the woman's meddling in his female secretary, while the woman is having an affair with her yoga instructor in private."

Saria suddenly wondered what kind of man Wan's husband was, if she had one... Saria knew that Wan had children and descendants. She mentioned her daughter and son many times, but never mentioned her lover.

Wan is the strong one, so is her husband and lover the weak one?

Is it possible that Wan could sacrifice himself to love others equally? Saria couldn't imagine Wan and a certain man.

The scene of people being affectionate with each other... (Maybe Wanbao is being herself, after all, she is so narcissistic)

"...Now the relationship between the couple has inevitably broken down. Both sides know that each of them has a lover, but in order to maintain their superficial lives, they still have to pretend that nothing has happened, just like now that they are eating at the same table. But now they only talk about work and don't mention their feelings..."

The burgers, fries and other fast food on the table had been cleared away by Saria and Wan. They both wanted to leave. Before they stood up, Saria asked Wan:

"You really know everything that happens here. It's like God, watching everything that happens in your territory in every detail."

"Quack~" A raven cried and landed on the telephone pole opposite the restaurant, with a pair of bird eyes trained on the place where Saria and Wan were sitting in the restaurant. The raven raised one foot to scratch the feathers on its neck and shook itself.

"God?" Wan's eyes were filled with surprise, and the corners of her mouth curled up. She didn't expect that Saria would associate her with the ancient gods. At the same time, she was also a little smug that someone could see the [divinity] in her (Fei Yi Xie Bai felt it)

“I never thought that there are people who can see the so-called [divinity] in a madman like me…” Wan sighed.

"What exactly is divinity? Not speaking human language? Doing more good deeds? Or treating everyone equally and being absolutely rational?"

"I don't know. It's just a vague feeling that disappears in a flash..." Seeing Wanyou showing signs of moving, Saria also stood up and rolled away the Simpson figures piled on the corner of the dining table.

After Wan paid the bill, he and Saria walked on the street again. The sun had risen to a comfortable angle, and Wan stretched out in the sun. Her graceful figure hidden by the coat was fully revealed at this moment, and she had a feeling that only a young girl could have...

Wan stretched out his hands, stood on a row of raised stone bricks on the side of the road, and walked crookedly like a child, as if crossing a single-plank bridge.

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Saria understood that with Wan's excellent sense of balance, how could she be stumped by a mere brick? So why did she do this?

Saria didn't understand, and she didn't need to understand. She just needed to feel it. Many things in this world can only be understood, not expressed in words.

"In the past, I regarded myself as a god. I thought everything in the world should be used by me. Later, I was ruthlessly blasted down. But now that I don't care, some people around me think I am sacred..."

"This world is so unpredictable..."

The crow bounced off the telephone pole and then flapped its wings and flew away.

Wan could naturally sense the sight of that thing, but it didn't matter to her now.

That’s all for today.

Postscript: Recording daily trivia

I recently found a brand new folding chair (unused) on sale on a second-hand platform. The courier came to my door and spent seven or eight minutes talking about how it was easy to break and he didn’t dare to take the risk. He then repeatedly “persuaded” me (with a very tough attitude) not to let him deliver it.

Are even folding chairs now prohibited items?

I don't know why, but he told me that if my item was damaged, he would be responsible for it as the one who came to pick it up. Logically, shouldn't the courier company be held responsible? I couldn't understand why.

I was also confused by the courier’s behavior. After repeatedly refusing to accept my package, he ran away with a few vague words (he really ran away, and then sent me a message [asking] me to cancel the order and not give him a bad review).

It's really baffling. Is it that the express delivery industry is full of mixed people or are the ones I encountered the most bizarre? I've encountered a few before, and each of them was bizarre in their own way.

I once bought a phone card (from China Mobile) on Taobao, and the courier was also a weirdo.

I was out doing some work, and he called to tell me that the phone card had arrived and asked me to come out to pick it up. Then I told him that I was at the commercial street and asked if he could deliver it there. Then he started to argue with me, saying what jurisdiction it was and what district it was, and he didn't want to deliver it.

Before I could get angry, he took the initiative to complain (in a very rude and arrogant tone), saying that it was very cold outside, "Do you know how cold I am outside now?"

Nonsense, I am also out there. It's hard work these days, who has an easy life?

I say, man, isn't your job just to deliver packages? Otherwise, why would you be paid? Why are you complaining to me? I am your employee and you are my boss?

Later I felt disgusted and didn't bother to talk to him anymore. I asked him to send it to my place when he was free. I wasted more than 30 minutes on a phone card that cost more than 30 yuan.

Imagine that you are a Rhodes Island operator, and you bought equipment on a certain platform and asked Penguin Logistics to deliver it. When you are on a mission outside, A Neng calls you and asks you if you can deliver it to the mission site, which is not far from Rhodes Island.

Then Aneng started talking nonsense, saying that she was afraid of death, that she didn't want to go, and that why should I go? Her tone was very tough. You were dodging bullets while listening to her arguing. You could also hear the laughter of Degou, Croissant and others on the other end of the phone. (This is still with the beautiful girl filter. In reality, the person on the other end could only be a spirited young man)

Now a lot of people working in the service industry are arrogant and willful.

I know many young people can't stand the hardship and don't want to be bullied, but if you are in this industry, why don't you do it well? If you are really capable, you won't be delivering express delivery every day. (Don't say I am aggressive, isn't that right?)

Nowadays, most of the food delivery and even restaurant service workers are the type who work one day and play three days, betting that customers will not bother with them. Once they are investigated, they have already slipped away, acting arrogantly every day.

But there is no other way, because labor is cheap now, and most deliverymen and couriers think, "I only get so little money, why should I curry favor with you?"

To put it bluntly, there is no basic respect between people...

People nowadays are exposed to a wide range of information, and they know that there are always people better than you. They don’t take the people around them seriously, and they all yearn for the life on the screen, and mentally classify themselves as upper class or free people. But in reality, they can only be at the bottom of society and cannot be separated from it.

If you have read the previous book "The Low-Level Operator", you will know that many of the outrageous things in it are adapted from my personal experiences, but many people think they are made up. Then they think the parts I made up are real.

Reality never makes sense.

Volume 333: Chapter Chapter Random Mission

"Oh... Another boring superhero movie," Wan said as he passed by a cinema and saw the latest movie posters posted on the outer wall. There were seven or eight posters in total, about half of which were close-ups of people in tights with captions such as:

"The final chapter of the greatest heroic saga in the world"

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“She is a rising star”

"Sci-Fi: Days of Future Past"

"The Dark Knight Origins"

Wan sneered at these things, just like the reaction of a person who is tired of a certain food when seeing that food again. No matter how delicious the food is, she can hardly swallow it now.

Ten thousand understatements:

"This kind of thing is not very popular now. It's just outdated and has no commercial value. Even in the past, we won't invest in making this kind of thing..." She shrugged, but Saria retorted:

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"But superheroes are still very popular in Colombia, right? There are still so many movies and TV series coming out recently, and more than half of Netflix's streaming resources are related to superheroes..."

After all, these things were once part of her youth, and Saria unconsciously spoke up to defend them.

"When you realize that you can make money by speculating in real estate, you won't make much money from speculating in real estate," Wan's answer was irrelevant, but it actually had a hidden meaning. "It's not just real estate speculation, in fact, stocks, lotteries, antiques, and film and television investment are all the same."

"These are essentially speculations, and only the first batch of speculators can make the most money, while the rest of the followers can only taste the leftovers."

"To me, the current superhero industry is like a hollowed-out cow. The most valuable parts of it have long been eaten by the top predators on the grassland, leaving only a group of scavenging vultures, hyenas, flies, and mosquitoes occupying its bone marrow and the remaining flesh, but these things no longer have much nutrition..."

“…………Okay…” Saria saw that the protagonists on the superhero movie posters were also different from what she had known in the past. In previous superhero movies, the protagonists were all handsome men and beautiful women, but now they are some minority races and people with average looks.

Seria knew that this was to cater to Colombia's recent "racial diversity" movement, otherwise these people would not be able to play the leading role with their "qualifications".

When film and television works become a vassal of politics, they are no longer entertaining. This is the Achilles' heel of entertainment IPs such as superheroes.

"Don't you have any feelings for what you built?" Saria asked, "You were the one who first promoted the superhero IP..."

"Ah?" Wan turned around and looked at Saria with a confused look, and asked, "Would you have feelings for the toilet brush and rag you use for daily cleaning? Those things are just tools to me."

"Hmm..." Saria was stunned. She should have thought of it earlier...

Saria added:

"What about Rhode Island? Is Rhode Island just a toilet brush and rag to you?"

"If toilet brushes and rags can please me and delight me, I will love them," Wan said and continued to move forward. Saria was stunned for a second or two before following.

"Now the superhero IP is divided between Company M and Company D. Which one do you think is the best?" Saria suddenly wanted to know what Wan thought of these two companies.

"Do you really have to make me choose between a retard and a cripple?"

"M's products used to entertain me in the early days, but now they are just making nonsense things that insult my intelligence. It is very unwise to lose more customers in order to please some insignificant things."

"As for D Company, they have been performing normally, jumping back and forth between death and resurrection. Every time they make a film that can be called excellent, they will use all kinds of outrageous operations in the next film to overturn the good reputation they have accumulated before... Their top management seems to have sacrificed their brains to those who are older and more senior..."

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I hate the D family's pretentiousness. There is a director there who likes to use a very dark filter and ask the actors to lower their voices and use some profound words to pretend to be profound... It looks grand on the surface, but in fact it doesn't say anything. The plot that can be summarized in one sentence has to be summarized by several people together and repeatedly revolving around it, which makes me sick..."

"Are you talking about Z?" Saria asked carefully. She didn't say the director's full name because once she said his name, some crazy fans would come out and chase after those who talked about him behind his back, and force others to fall in love with Z and worship Z...

"What else? And the worst thing is that the director has a bunch of followers, a bunch of idiots who think they know movies! They improve their taste by constantly bragging about the director, and tie their own personality to the director's reputation. Once I commented online that his new movie was terrible, and immediately more than a dozen accounts swarmed and blocked me."

"They can't tolerate their idols doing anything wrong. This is clearly entertainment, but they treat it like a religion. It's disgusting...Now many things have become like religions. Even mass-produced gadgets like electronic products have fanatics. They will fight over different brands of communicators."

"I hate religion because the believers are all so clueless and their gods are mostly made up. No matter how many of those stupid things are killed, they will keep coming back."

"You hate religion just because the God they worship is not you, right?" Saria smelled the scent of lemon in the air.

"Bold!" Wan glared at Saria. It seemed that he was right, so Saria shut up.

"Fortunately, I have a good temper now. If it was back in Yan Country, I would have pulled out your tongue!"

"Humph!"

"Wow..." Saria smelled the "Wan flavor" from Wan's words. It seemed that this girl's nature had never changed. She could be generous only when encountering some insignificant things, but once someone or something caused her substantial harm, she would "show her true colors" and would not stop until she suppressed that thing...

They walked around the street for a while, and after a while, Saria asked:

"Where are we going?"

Wanze answered:

"I don't know. I've never thought about this question. I usually hang out in Rhodes Island, and interesting things happen randomly from time to time."

"For example, there was an elderly couple who were fans of a certain high-level elite operator. They squatted next to the trash can near the operator's home to collect the operator's household garbage. Later, I kidnapped the operator with them to allow the idol and the fans to have an intimate interaction." (Wanbao was doing random tasks every day and never did the main story...)

"I also have a paparazzi friend. He used to work for a newspaper in Casimir. Now he's publishing gossip about the operators in Rhodes Island. I often help him secretly take some private photos."

"Uh..." When Saria heard Wan say these things in a smug tone and saw Wan happily with his hands on his hips, she realized that she and this guy were not from the same world, and their ethical and moral values ​​were very different...

"So are we just going to wander the streets aimlessly now?"

"So are you going somewhere?" Wan asked, "If not, just keep following me, we'll meet each other eventually."

That’s all for today.

Volume 334: Chapter Chapter Lurking

"Ya Dao, as my most beloved grandson, you have become independent and capable. Now I have a very difficult task for you. I will check all the members of the Simaitai. After much thought, I think you are the most suitable person for this task." Lin said to the young man in front of him while sitting on the armchair. (Ya Tong A in Cantonese can be used by elders to address younger people, such as the first son was called the second son Ya Wu)

"No need to be so cheesy, Lin. You want me to investigate the situation in Rhodes Island, right? After all, you have always been keeping a close eye on Wan and her sisters, fearing that they would get together and do something earth-shattering."

Speaking in a cold and pragmatic manner, the young man whom Lin called "Ya Dao" seemed to have no respect for his "grandmother". His attitude was not like that towards an elder, but more like that towards a peer... (He was beaten down by Wan Chou the first time they met. Lin had no reputation in Xiao Dao's heart...)

Perhaps the young man had already seen through Lin's true nature and knew that she was not worthy of his respect. Lin had told almost every one of her children and descendants that the other person was the one she loved the most, and when she said this, there was a high probability that she wanted her children and descendants to sacrifice for her...

After hearing this, Lin's expression froze. She was not angry nor did she show any other expression. She knew very well that the young man opposite her was the type who would respond to soft words but not hard ones. That is, if you told him to do something with affection and morality, he would most likely listen; but if you threatened him with force or anything else, it would probably be a fight to the death.

It just so happened that Lin needed this untamed creature to do something for him right now.

"If you have nothing else to do, I will leave first..." From beginning to end, the young man stood straight when facing Lin. Since he came to this Simuitai when he was young, he has never bowed to Lin once.

Lin sat on the armchair and watched the young man leave. "Arrogant boy, you will suffer for your attitude sooner or later! You are as annoying as the woman who gave birth to you!"

In this way, the young man took on the new task given to him by Lin.

A long undercover mission. He needs to sneak into the mobile city as a civilian, just like he did in other places in the past...

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The young man hated Simuang. Although life at the headquarters was much better than outside, he couldn't stand the strong bureaucratic atmosphere there, and couldn't mingle with those rich kids. The more he got along with those people, the more he felt distant from them.

He knew this was not the place for him.

The mission Lin gave to the young man was not suitable, but no one else in the entire Simutai dared to take it except this young man. When it comes to [Rhode Island] and [Evil Years], the people of Simutai avoid them as if they are places more terrible than hell, occupied by a devil. (In Simutai's cognition, only a master-level expert who can fill the number of a whole mobile city can kill Wan, what magnetic field multiplication...)

The reason why the young man was willing to accept this task was not because he was confident in his own ability, but because he felt that Wan was now in a relatively peaceful state and was unlikely to suddenly go crazy like before.

Although others had similar feelings, no one except the young man dared to be the first to sneak into the Sleeping Dragon Cave.

After all, most people in Simuitai are too careful about their lives...

The personnel composition of the current Simuitai is very different from when Wanbai was first established.

The first batch of Simuitai members that Wan Bai recruited were all young strong men with ideals, ambitions and certain strength at the time. He brought these people together to pass on his exquisite martial arts, hoping to use this to form a check and balance on the royal family and to constrain power...

A thousand years later, the Simuitai under Lin's command has become a place where spoiled officials, wealthy businessmen, and aristocratic children gather. Forget about the fighting power of most members. They don't even have the ability to protect themselves in the aftermath of the battle between the strong...

Those who had certain strength also left one after another after they saw the current situation of Simuitai clearly, because they knew that no matter how hard they worked for Simuitai, they would never be able to make a breakthrough in this place where bureaucracy was prevalent.

Those who have ability but no identity, bloodline or background will only be suppressed by the Si Sui Tai.

The current Simuitai is all show and no substance, with a lack of talent and a clear gap in strength. (It is almost equivalent to the Silver Moon Sect, except for Kuangfeng and Yinhe, the others are just trash)

Now the biggest face of Simuitai is Lin, the [Strongest Heavenly Master]. Holding the divine weapon Heavenly Thunder, she can reach the ninety-seventh heaven realm at most, and is currently the second strongest person in Yan Country.